Suddenly, Ryan did not feel like going to work anymore.

As he kissed her rosy lips, his hand moved to loosen his tie.

"Don't..."

Carrie gasped softly, her face flushing as she caught his hand. "It's already tied perfectly. Don't ruin it. Let's wait until you come back..."

"Alright. You'll make it up to me tonight then," Ryan whispered huskily, his voice laced with desire as he nuzzled her ear.

Her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink, and she nodded shyly.

Yasmin had prepared breakfast. She was standing at the door, not wanting to intrude.

She could hear the intimate whispers and amorous sounds from inside the room. A smile played on her lips.

Ryan always lingered with Carrie until the very last moment before leaving.

have a gift for

her gently on the chair in front of the vanity. Then he opened a

jade hairpin shimmered, and Carrie could

know you don't like jewelry. I've bought you a lot of jewelry before, and you never wore any. But I want you

gently lifted her silky hair. He then somewhat clumsily arranged it into a bun, as Yasmin

he had done things

he owed her

a while, Ryan finished arranging the

her eyes were bright and lively, making even the finest treasures pale in comparison. "Carrie, do you know what

his voice deep and tender. "It means you are my wife. You're now

on Carrie's smooth, white cheek.

the villa, with Yasmin following

Carrie meet anyone at the academy in the

crying in his arms last night and the dark circle under her eyes

sir. Other than attending classes and painting in the studio, she hasn't

"Sir, is something wrong with Young

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